Obama as Roadrunner

Andrew Sullivan notes in The Times Online that Barack Obama has, in his infinite cool and laid-back strategery, more than a passing resemblence to the roadrunner, and John McCain has more than a passing resemblence to Wiley E. Coyote.

 My favorite paragraph:

Obama? He lollops along with a calm smile and a physical fluency that is hard to mock or copy. If he were a boxer, he’d be the kind who keeps moving but hangs back. He waits for his opponents to take a swing, ducks and comes back into the game. He sticks to a game plan and rarely deviates. And he waits for his opponent to make an error. Watching his autumn fight with McCain reminds me of the Wile E Coyote and Road Runner cartoons. Every elaborate attempt to blow Obama up leaves his opponents with sooty faces and a trail of smoke rising from the tops of their heads. 

Sullivan points out something that hadn’t occurred to me in all my outrage at watching the Clintons behave like a pair of Arkansas racists:

Obama rarely directly attacks. He subtly baits. His most brilliant rope-a-dope of the entire campaign was against Bill Clinton in the spring. In a newspaper interview, Obama cited Ronald Reagan as the last transformational president. He didn’t mention Clinton. The former president was offended by being implicitly dissed, took the bait and unleashed a series of unwise public scoffs at the young Democrat, culminating in a dismissal of Obama as another Jesse Jackson. Suddenly, black Democrats abandoned Clinton’s wife, and the Clintons’ base collapsed. Obama merely stepped out of the way as the Clintons self-destructed. He didn’t just end their campaign; he helped to bury their reputation. 

If that’s how it went, Obama is a far smarter and more subtle politician than I gave him credit for.  And if it’s true, and if the Clintons ever figure out how they were played, they’ll be furious.  Maybe they already have, and that’s the reason for Bill Clinton’s impossibly petulant behavior since the end of the primaries.  But the Clintons have nobody but themselves to blame.  Nobody forced them to behave like a couple of bigoted yahoos – they did it of their own accord.  Obama simply allowed them to be themselves. 

Now, Sullivan says, he’s using exactly the same tactics on McCain and Palin: 

Instead of attacking him frontally, he got in his head and provoked him into error. It’s easier with McCain than with the Clintons, because McCain is more volatile and more easily provoked. And so Obama cruised through August, picking a conventional running mate and punching his foreign-policy-credentials card with trips to Iraq and Europe. McCain’s response? He put out an ad equating the son of a poor single mother who made it to become president of the Harvard Law Review, a University of Chicago professor and the first black nominee for president with . . . Paris Hilton, whose only accomplishments are being born into immense wealth and making an internet porn tape.

 

When that didn’t work, and an unfazed Obama ran a flawless convention, calmed the Clintons and delivered one of the best acceptance speeches in modern times, McCain blew himself up with the Palin pick. His one sure-fire advantage – experience – was thrown away. His real base – independent voters and the media – was first wowed and then woke up. And as Palin became a national and international joke, as her ratings plummeted and as she lost her debate to Joe Biden (quite hard to do, given Biden’s capacity for verbal diarrhoea), McCain got even crankier and more unstable.

 

Then the financial crisis hit and a desperate McCain decided to seize the moment. Again, Obama did little but stay calm.

 

McCain made a huge splash of “suspending” his campaign and rushed back to Washing-ton to talk his own party into backing the bailout. It refused, the bailout sank for a week and McCain’s campaign was just as suddenly unsuspended. He had to crawl back and agree to have the first debate as planned. Wile E Coyote blew himself up again. Meanwhile, Obama purred “beep, beep” and raced down the home stretch.

 

So last week McCain tried one more thing. He went 100% negative on his television ads, and day after day accused Obama of being someone who had a “secret”, who, in Palin’s words to overwhelmingly white crowds, “doesn’t see the world the way you and I do”, who “palled around with terrorists” and whose middle name – repeated at almost every Palin rally – was Hussein. Yes, they’re now playing the fear card: fear of the unknown, fear of black people, fear of Arab-sounding names, fear of terrorism, fear of Islam.

 

Obama has not been a saint. He resurrected the long-buried Keating Five scandal that tainted McCain in the 1980s. He has used language that resonates with the notion that McCain is senile: “erratic”, “uncertain”. He has played a little class warfare. But nothing too dramatic, nothing too angry, nothing too risky. The polling around the country is now more emphatically Democratic than ever before. Obama is now ahead in every battleground state and, by most estimates, could lose all the currently close states and still win the election.

 

And still he’s calm. Not too cocky. A little aloof, but very professional. He learnt all of this as a black man in a white country: no sudden moves; no anger. That’s how he managed his white mother in adolescence. That’s how he manages a white electorate increasingly at ease with him. And, by a massive stroke of luck, that’s what voters want now. In an economy that is melting down, with two wars still raging, they want calm above everything else. They want to know that the man in charge will not panic, will not be flustered, will not blow up.

It's deeply satisfying to me to see a Democrat with that kind of smarts.  If the worst happens, and McCain somehow ends up being president, at least we'll have the memory of seeing a Democratic campaign  run the way a campaign should be.